Apple, kiwi, lime,

They grow, rot and die.

An apple core lives on

And lime skin gives.

Ok the table, the fruit bowl stands

The children reach in with their hands;

Unable to understand

The fate of a heavy hand.

A cry calls out

From the children came a shout

Unlike the apple or lime

The kiwi does not survive.

Idk if the metaphor is shown enough here.